"yeah, maybe!"

honestly, he'd let her get to the top before him because it sounds like it'd make her really happy, and that's all he cares about.

he watches her handle the sandslash with relative ease, clapping his hands by the end of it.

"nice! good job!"

and now it's his turn. the thievul that appears is pointed at.

"rich! you're up."

caught snacking, the greedent turns only to spit out a barrage of wet BULLET SEEDS at the thievul. it smacks against its body, wetting its fur with saliva.

"that's nasty."

but it does set up for an easy capture. he tosses a pokeball over at it.

gabrielle black
catching thievul

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he often forgets how quickly he eats compared to her. it's only after he says he's done that he looks over at her bowl, noticing it still being half full.

"are you sure you're done eating?"

concern shows in his voice. despite that, he still reaches a hand over to brush against her thigh.

"because i can wait...i'm pretty patient."

no, he isn't.

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of course.

as anyone could predict, uri jumps on the offer immediately, picking up the spoon with ease.

"alright. i can do that."

smirking, he pulls away to continue chipping away at his soup, soon dwindling it down to nothing.

then, he places the bowl down.

"i'm done."

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he hugs her as well, not able to find the answer to her question at the moment. he's too busy trying to regain his bearings, to figure out just what the fuck that was.

over her shoulder, he sees people being ushered into the west wing where he assumes help to be.

"we're fine. we're fine."

he sighs, then pulls away to kiss her cheek.

"come on. i think they're setting up stations in the west wing."

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an unfezant caws right as uri reaches the top of the hill, panting as he tries to catch his breath. for all the training he's done, it's funny how running up a small hill takes so much energy from him.

"give me a sec..."

a sec is what a wild gastrodon needs to slide up next to them, its MIRROR COAT glistening under the sunlight.

"oh shit! you wanna join us?"

the gastrodon nods, then readies itself to roll down the hill.

once again, rich is the first to tuck himself into a ball before pushing off.

"wait up!"

and so they all roll.

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even through all the chaos, uri finds stability in tracking people's movements. all of them seem to be heading in the same direction, and all of them seem to disappear after a while, so he takes a bet and gambles.

"this way!"

tugging her along, he attempts to leave the mist.

@sol

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